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Innocence	By : Night_Being Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 10533 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 4
- 5
- 6
Warnings: ANGST, Fingering, M/F, Minor2, Rape, Work In Progress

The float of her chakra stopped and Sakura closed her eyes under the pressure of exhaustion. She let her tired body relax and breathed out mildly, then parted her lids again, only to find Itachi's onyx pupils examining her weary state.
"You've used too much," he stated with a criticism buried deep under his serene tone.
She wanted to retort something back at him, but her mind was just too drained. Of course she knew she overdid it. That she used the last resorts of her weakened chakra to heal the wounds she herself caused only a few minutes ago. But he could be at least a little grateful. Jerk!
With the rib back in its place Itachi could move freely without any collateral damage. She fixed him perfectly, he could not help but notice how gracefully she operated her chakra flow. His used to be pierced lung was now in outstanding shape and even the beaten face had only a few remaining scratches. He sat up, still looking her way.
"It was stupid, now you can't heal yourself," he commented calmly.
"Well… you're welcome, mister know-it-all!" she snapped at him and stood up flattening her yukata. She ignored his intense look and came through her room to stand on the porch with the stunningly mesmerizing view.
So… her temper returned, that was good. With that inner fire, she would be able to defeat any obstacle. Any kind of fear will be consumed by her rare stubbornness. Itachi felt the corners of his mouth twitching. It startled him, and he instinctively chased that unwanted feeling away. He stood up as well and joined the pink-haired girl on the porch, giving her rare opportunity to ask him some questions. That is, if she wanted to. For this moment, he had no idea whether to leave her alone or talk to her.
"You know, being quicker with your answers would save you a lot of trouble," she said quietly, staring far into the depths of dark blue sky.
"Hn."
"See?! This is what I'm talking about." Sakura turned to him and threw her hands in the air. "If you need my trust so desperately that you're willing to get beaten, that's fine by me. But next time, answer my questions before I'll waste any more of my chakra." She frowned deeply and pierced the side of his face with fierce determination.
Itachi chuckled inwardly. There was it again, that amusing childish stance. He couldn't help but adore it. Strange…
"I'll try to remember that." He looked her way and watched how hastily she moved her gaze away from his onyx eyes.
Sakura rather focused back on the night sky sprinkled with stars. Déjà vu stroke her as she suddenly remembered the moment she was lying on the cold ground covered with stinky mud. "Also... I think I owe you an apology," she mumbled.
"Is that so?" He raised his eyebrows in affected surprise.
"Would you mind? I'm really trying here! Gosh! You Uchihas really know how to drive me crazy." Sakura clenched her fists and kept staring to the front, not really seeing the tender smile mirroring in Itachi's eyes.
"I'm sorry, go on," se said softly.
"Um… okay. You see… there, in that alley, you saved me. I guess. Well… it would be rude not to thank you… and all…"
She would kept on babbling if he didn't interrupt her. "Sakura." Her name slipped through his lips gently. "I really need you to trust me on this, because I swear, I have never wanted that to happen."
She bit on her lip. Was she going to believe him? Did she really had a choice? However her mind protested and her instincts of a ninja told her not to, her heart seemed to be decided.
Almost silent whir slid on her tongue. "I know."
Stillness claimed them both while they stared into the distant darkness of the night. And as much as he resisted to admit it, Itachi actually enjoyed the companionship of this extraordinary girl. The life glowing from inside her, the strength of her mind, the fragile appearance hiding a genuine power. She looked so girly, delicate… tasty. Something sudden awakened inside his mind and he felt an unusual dark desire. To ravage that innocent blossom. To strip her of the unique stubbornness and make her cry his name. To devour her body and claim her soul.
Her voice ripped him out of his shady thoughts. "What day is today?"
"The last day of March, if I remember correctly," se answered calmly, with no trace of his previous intentions.
"Oh, really?" She seemed to grow sad all of a sudden. "Well, I guess I missed my fifteenth birthday then," Sakura admitted with a sigh.
Fifteen! That number stroke him. She was so young and all he wanted to do was tore off her clothes and make her his. What a foul idea! But tempting at the same time.
"Do you wish to celebrate?" Again with no sign of his perverse contemplations, he asked.
Turning her ironic face towards him, she responded with a sarcastic chuckle.
Yeah, like I want YOU to give me a gift! She thought to herself.
"I meant it." He caught her eyes and for the first time in a long few days she didn't avoid him.
Oh my god!
He was serious. She stood there, mesmerized. Tingling feeling in her stomach returned and she found herself unable to move. His eyes staring down at her with that unspoken emotion. No-one ever looked at her like this, but what was it? She thought about him as being always stoic, standoffish even. And although she never endured to meet his gaze for long, she knew that there was nothing in those empty onyx eyes. Maybe except arrogance and mockery.
But not now.
It felt like he was trying to burn her from inside, and he became rather successful at that, because Sakura felt her body temperature rise on its own. It wasn't the fever, no, it surely was not. Breathing was suddenly a luxurious article as she noticed her throat grew tight. She opened her mouth with the intention to ask him. What the hell was he doing? Making her nervous and all. But her voice was lost when he moved. One hand placed on the railing slid slowly as he made that single step which parted them. The safe distance was gone and Sakura being almost a head smaller than him had to bend her neck backwards in order to maintain eye contact.
He wanted to have her. Right now! Torment her hot skin with lustful kisses until she would arch and shiver. Rip off her white yukata and tease her creamy flesh until she would beg him to take her. Pull her down to his dark world so she would shed her light onto the agony he had to bear for so long. Never in his life Itachi though that he could became this selfish. But wasn't it the same she craved for? From the moment she saw him, he could feel the desire flaming deep within her heart. Although she was too innocent to name it, he knew.
Sakura felt the adrenaline pouring into her veins. He was too close, so close that she could feel the heat radiating from his skin. Despite being properly dressed. Never in her life had she experienced something so intense. Nor in the alley or anywhere else. Only with him. Her heart pounded so hard that it almost hurt. Was he doing this on purpose? Did he enjoyed tormenting her with that unknown feeling running through her whole body, down to her belly and lower…
And then he leaned down breaking their eye contact and longingly measured her slightly parted lips. She would gasp or stopped him, if she could. But her body was stunned by the overwhelming fear and curiosity. What is this? What was he doing?
And then it hit her… A kiss! But that was wrong! So wrong… Yet, she couldn't move nor prevent him from proceeding. She have never even intended to, because she never believed that it would come so far. Was this happening? Was she really going to receive her first kiss from an Uchiha? And not just some Uchiha, but the one that was in all the lists over the whole shinobi world as an S-class criminal.
With her mind clouded, she mirrored his movement and let her own sight slowly stroll down to his appealing lips. Somewhere far in her head a voice screamed words like traitor or wrong, but she didn't listen. She let herself forgot and then everything around her disappear. For merely a second Sakura swore that the curve of his mouth was in a victorious smirk, then it drifted away from her vision as he closed the narrow gap between them and gently placed his soft lips onto hers.
Her heart stopped. The feather of a kiss made her knees weak and if his hand hadn't wrapped itself around her waist, allowing her body to lean to his chest, she would have fallen. Her entire torso was filled with devouring heat and her mind raged. But it felt so good and he was so tender. Handling her with a delicacy she would have never expected.
Slowly building the pressure and deepening the kiss Itachi made it impossible for her to breathe, although she forgot how to do that for a few seconds anyway. Both stayed stiff, savoring the moment.
It felt like forever before he finally moved, slightly opened his mouth and gently sucked her upper lip. Her head was spinning and her hands probably moved on their own, because she suddenly found them placed on his wide shoulders. Another gentle move and dip of his mouth and he parted himself.
"You taste like cherries." His hot breath blew around her face before his presence suddenly disappeared. Sakura promptly opened her eyes and found the porch empty. First thought was desperately honest. Don't stop! Her cheeks flamed. Not from the shameful mistake she just made but from the yearning signaling that her body wanted more. She placed her palm onto her shivering belly. Then her mind started to clear. Her eyelids widened in shock.
What had just happened?

That was close. If he hadn't stopped himself, it would have probably ended far worse than this. He'll have to learn to control his actions around her. Never in his life had he had to put too much effort into controlling himself. Except those few rare occasions, it always come to him somehow naturally. But with her. That was new. Unexpected. And, of course, forbidden, which made it even more alluring. It felt like his body was being drawn to her with such force that he found it hard to resist the urges and maybe… maybe he didn't even want to anymore.
However unstable he felt when around her, it took only a few seconds to regain his serene calmness. Wandering around the forest he used the opportunity to prepare some traps in case of unwanted visitors. One could never be cautious enough. And he knew this area too well, it was swarming with rogue ninjas from Land of Sounds that rested right behind the mountains. As Land of Fields lacked its own hidden village, its borders became an easy target for the spawn of Orochimaru's recruits. After all, it was no longer a secret that many Sound ninjas joined that foul snake and poor farmers too close to their neighbors were now helpless. That was also the reason they acted aggressive towards every new face in their towns, which Itachi and Sakura learned only few days ago.

It didn't take her too long to realize that Itachi not only left her alone on the porch, but he also left the house completely. To keep her mind busy, she started to roam around and explored the building. It wasn't as big as she first thought, with two bathrooms, a few empty rooms and something that distantly reminded her of kitchen, it felt rather normal. She ended up in front of the last door and right after she opened them, it was clear that she found Itachi's room. Bed was neatly made. Fire silently flickered in a similar corner hearth like in her own bedroom nd on the desk lied a few neatly wrapped up scrolls. Except one unrolled, which was completely opened and the writing had been exposed to her very eyes. Curiosity led her movements towards the paper.
What if he returns and finds me digging around his personal stuff?
The fear of what he might do stopped her for a second and Sakura froze. She stretched her hearing and carefully listened to the surroundings, but nobody seemed to be near. And even if he would be around, something told her that he was too skillful to make his presence noticeable. Her thoughts returned back to the paper, still waiting to be explored on the desk.
So what if he finds me? This may be something actually important, like an Akatsuki plans or…
Shiver ran through her spine as she expected to reveal something really major. Sakura made the last two steps and bent over the table with one almost dying candle. Disappointment replaced her previous excitement and she realized that it was impossible to understand the unknown style of writing. Most likely some Akatsuki code. She could try to take it and run away. But her chakra was still around zero and her clothing wasn't really suited for an exhaustive run through dense forests and muddy fields. Damn her luck…
With one long yawn her mouth reminded Sakura of the tired state she still was in. And even though it was against her will, she suddenly felt dangerously comfortable inside the warm and cozy room, with this perfect cushy bed. She left the paper untouched and turned around. The sheets were in such order and the pillow lied there all smooth and fluffy, the whole concept lured her to mess something, just to make it look more real, more at home.
Hesitantly crossing the room she leaned one of her palms onto the delicate clothing and perceptively ran it across the velvet material, so neatly tucked and regularly folded, with almost geometrical accuracy. Her knee on the same side as the hand, buried itself into the soft mattress and Sakura slowly spread her tired limbs along the whole space of Itachi's blanket, with her cheeks snuggling his pillow. The scent she registered brought up the familiar tingling in her stomach and a wave of heat came through all her body. As her mind wrapped itself around the feeling, her muscled released all the tense, almost immediately falling into a deep tranquil sleep.

Itachi knew she wasn't in her room in an instant, but to find her sleeping blithely in his own bed surprised him. She lied on her side with a soft smile, cuddling his pillow. Itachi traced the curves of her young body and stopped his sight on one of her thighs, temptingly showing itself from beyond her white yukata. He pushed all his urges away and took the blanket she kicked from the bed only to cover her all, up to the neck. She purred softly when he tucked her in.
With a heavy sight he seated himself next to the bed on the floor, with his back leaning to the side of the wooden structure. This all was getting over his head. What the hell had he been thinking before? Kissing her? But the way she looked at him, the sadness in her voice from missing her stupid birthday and the aura that lured him into its innocent claws. That was more than he expected and obviously more than he could handle.
He remembered the time spent in the Akatsuki hideout and recalled some of the members drinking themselves into a deep slumber. Oh, how much he wished he could do the same right now.

She woke up to an unpleasant loud noise, felt her body jump and her lids parted instantly as she felt someone's hand slap firmly on her mouth. Itachi's blood red Sharigan was gazing right into her face and another twitch instinctively run through her body in an attempt to free herself. Then he put only one of his straightened fingers on his lips and widened his eyes in a silent warning. Sakura finally noticed other sounds that were buzzing all over. It sounded like the house was tearing itself apart. Before she could even notice, he took down his palm, joined his fingers together and in a blink of an eye formed a few hand signs. Sealing jutsu – to protect anyone from sensing their presence.
And sure enough… A cracked voice was coming right from the hall only a second after. "And you're sure it was him?"
"Hell I am!" yelled some other man and before Sakura could get over what was happening, he continued. "I saw him myself, he took down almost twenty of my men few days ago in the pub down in the village. Bastard!" He sounded angry.
"Ooooh! I can't wait to get that bounty on his head! We're gonna be rich!" The first man shivered with anticipation.
"Yeah! But first I have my own unfinished business with that Uchiha fucker! And hopefully, the pink haired bitch will still be with him. I'd like to get my hands on that sweet little pussy of hers."
Sakura almost puked when she heard the choice of words the second man used when talking about her. Her face deformed up under the pressure of fear and despair. She threw her helpless look up to Itachi who seemed to be listening closely. She witnessed as he closed his eyes in resignation.
Oh no! He's going to sold her to him! As a bargain! - was the first thing coming through her mind, then a black cloak landed in her lap.
"Hurry up!" he commanded in a whisper.
"What's going on?" she couldn't help but ask. He didn't answer but dropped an impatient frown in her direction. She saw him button up his own Akatsuki robe and take some other necessary things into a small pouch around his waist. Without a word she sat on the bed and covered her shoulders under the black cloth he gave her. A hand appeared in her vision as he offered her his opened palm. Sakura took it without thinking and felt his strength pull her up on her feet and drag her out of the other door heading on the porch that obviously ran around the entire house.
A silent gasp escaped her lips when she suddenly found herself in Itachi's arms. He jumped over the railings and put her back on her feet, then grabbed her wrist and in a hurry they began to march towards the deep forest around.
It was dark, and she could not see a thing, so she had no other choice except rely on Uchiha's visual prowess. She could feel the urgency in his steps and was sure that he wished to run, run as fast as he would manage. He held her wrist tightly and continued to guide her somewhere far from the house. The voices of rumble were slowly fading away as they continued to wade through the dense bush on the forest ground. When the air finally stiffened and all the rush disappeared, he slowed and walked through the opening beneath the trees to reach a small pool of grass lightened with moonlight. Then stopped.
"What was that?" she snapped as soon as he turned back towards her.
"Rogue ninjas," he explained simply. Although a few moments ago he rushed her across the forest rather impatiently, his voice was as calm as ever.
Sakura frowned. "Why didn't you fight them then?"
He scolded her with his crimson look overflowing with annoyance. "They were too many! Besides, I don't know their strength nor their jutsu! And even if I did try to fight them, there is still a chance that they could get their hands on you." Piercing her with his gaze he awaited her reaction.
"Fine," she spat and moved her defeated look somewhere else. She knew her body was in no shape for a battle. Silence dropped around them but in a second was interrupted by a sound of fearsome blast. Angry screams and loud orders.
"Run!" Itachi took a hold of her hand once more. But this time she didn't hesitate, because the forest behind her back enlightened itself in a fiery aura and a sound of many vicious voices echoed in their direction.
She followed him swiftly, not paying attention to the absence of shoes. They both jumped high in the trees and in a quick pace moved from one bough to another. Sakura felt her pulse rise drastically, because now she knew what could happen if they happened to catch them. She didn't care about the long white yukata tearing at its lowest hem when she occasionally brushed against a twig nor acknowledger her soles burning with every touch of the bark. The only thing that mattered now, was to get out of there as soon as humanly possible. And despite the fact that she wasn't in her best condition, it could not slow her pace, because the terror of a simple thought about that night carried her feet all the way up to the point of total exhaustion.
They sprint across the forest long time after Itachi noticed that no one was following them. But he didn't stop. Better to be farer from those rogue ninjas than to let themselves be found. If he had been alone, he would fight them, there was no doubt about it. But he just could not risk the chance that they would get her. Only a few minutes with those men and she would be lost forever. Which was absolutely unacceptable! He rather made her scoot for few hours than to bear the burden of her screams and begging. And he was sure they would make him watch. Forcing him to see her spirit brake as they would took a hold of her exquisitely innocent body. No! There was no chance he would allow that to happen. That was absolutely not the way how a girl should lose her virginity.
Trees around them suddenly disappeared and they landed on a wide area filled with ivory sand. Sakura immediately fell on all four and gasped for air. World around her spinning and mind clouding. She wasn't nearly prepared for this and her body was too weak. Her sight darkened but the splashes of a water nearby made her sharpen her senses. She began to instinctively crawl forward to extinguish the thirst ravaging her mouth.
"No! Sakura, don't!" Itachi stopped her for the last moment by wrapping his hands around her waist and pulling her away from the salty sea. Then heavily landed on his ass with the girl between his legs, arching her back against him so he would let go.
She whined and continued to squirm. "I need to drink!"
"Here, drink this." He pulled a small bottle from his pouch and forced it into her hands. She grabbed it immediately and without thinking started to pour the cooling fresh water down her sore throat. He felt her body tense and then relax under the effect of dehydration being chased away.
"Thanks." Without realizing she leaned back onto his chest and released all the tense with a long gentle sigh. While his strong hands still tight around her waist, she felt safe as ever.
"That's enough."
He wasn't really chasing her away as much as he was warning her. Itachi hastily lifted her tranquil figure, threw her few inches over his thigh and seated her on the butt to the sand next to him. She immediately fell back and lied down, breathing heavily. Only then he also allowed himself to relax, with his palms behind his back burying themselves into the soft material of the ivory grains. For a second he feared to lose control again. Her deep breaths, the smell of her sweat and the cold water escaping her rosy lips only to drip down from her chin deep into the loose neckline of her yukata, disappearing between the narrow gap of her breasts. It drove him crazy and he would almost fell of the edge if he didn't get her from between his legs.
How that could happen, he didn't know. Itachi had never experienced the feeling of urgency towards a woman. The temptation to rip of her clothes and ravage her body. He had certain needs that part was true, but he always managed to satisfy them with random women across the many lands he was usually traveling through. From what he could gather, he preferred blondes, but either way, didn't really care much. He knew about the impact his cold and dark appearance had on the fairer sex, but it never bothered him as he had other goals in his life.
But this… this girl. With that innocent aura, rare stubbornness, energy full of glowing light and willpower she tended to lose every time he touched her. Well… Let's just say she was something he didn't know how to handle. Plus the curves of her perfect figure, from which he already saw more than enough, would manage to chase the dreams of many men.
"Damn, why it's so hot in here?" Her soft calling pulled him back on earth and he inadvertently turned his face in her direction. Stomach immediately clutched under the reckless decision as he found her in some delirious state arching her spine, head leaning back and fingers wrapped around the V neckline with the intention to stretch it wide open.
Sakura didn't know what was happening to her. Right when they stopped, she felt the blood in her veins boil from the adrenaline that gathered itself in her flesh. Pumping and screaming. The only thing she wanted was release. But how?
Cold water! Instincts worked automatically but her intentions were repealed by Itachi's hands. She didn't know why, but his touch infuriated her in a strange kind of way. Her mind couldn't get a hold on what was happening. Her thoughts became blurry when thanks to him she found the required easing. Liquid was flowing deep into her throat, although she wasn't able to withhold the few drops that carved cooling lines on her neck. Then his grip strengthened for a second and she faintly sensed her stomach react with thousand sparkles.
Was this all because of the adrenaline? She ran for her life many times before. Or didn't she? Why was this so different? Her head wasn't really thinking clearly, she felt every inch of her skin being consumed by flames. She was so angry, irritated and annoyed by the mad state she suddenly found herself in. But after the long run and all the lack of energy it seemed that there wasn't enough blood to operate every one of her organs.
Her brain was washed and her heart pumped so hastily that she almost thought that it would jump right out of her chest. The thirst was almost gone and Itachi's touch followed it instantly. Why? Her thoughts were reeling. Unlike the fever before, when she perceived everything around in slow motion, now she apprehended her world in a flash of hazy colors and unknown emotions. And she still felt so hot!
"Don't!" His deep voice reached her but only made it worse. His fingers took a hold of one of her wrists and she immediately reached for the arm with her free hand. Yet, she didn't drive him away.
With his eyes widening he could hardly understand her intentions. She was squeezing his carpus and by any seconds she would crush those little bones. He still held her tightly, trying to prevent her from undressing. She sealed her eyelids like in a need to push some urge away.
"It's too… hot!" gasping she slid down the hand holding her yukata and took that white cloth with her, exposing him half of her porcelain chest. Against his will Itachi heard himself pant and hastily retreated his arm. Realizing he was absolutely unable to prohibit her from that action.
"Sakura!" he called her name and prayed she would come back to her senses. Because if she wouldn't his own mind would surely tear itself apart.
"Make it stop… take it… take… argh," she murmured with teeth gritting.
"Calm down. It's just an anxiety attack!" With the last scraps of willpower he shifted to the side. One leg stretched along her squirming body and the other bent under him, he seized her shoulders meaning to stop her from twitching.
"Don't! Stop! Make it stop!" With her nails withdrawing from her pink hair, she buried them into his forearms. He firmly pressed her back into the sand but as a result she only started kicking her feet in a desperate need to chase away some unwanted rage.
"Breathe!" His voice was louder than he was used to, but even though… She wasn't really listening. Not like she didn't want to, as he suspected that she simply couldn't. Itachi swiftly embedded his fingers between hers and spread her hands on each side of her head, forced his knee between her thighs and leaned above her.
"Sakura. Listen to me. You have to breathe," he commanded, hovering high enough so she could inhale freely and stopped the jerking at the same time.
"No! It's too hot! Take… ugh!" she groaned, tensed her muscles, arched her chest against his and then clenched her jaw as if she was preventing her mouth from yelling and babbling.
It was surreal! He was inches and seconds away from losing it. Why the hell did she have to yank her body so much? He heard her heavy panting and had to use his last resorts of control in order to prevent himself from abusing this unfortunate situation. She was so vulnerable! Squirming under him in some delirious state. Digging her nails into the joints on his palms as he stamped them deeper into the soft sand.
"Just calm down!" He very much noticed his own panic rising when his blood started to travel in the least needed place.
Finally she inhaled with huge force and opened her big jade eyes. There wasn't fear inside them, as he firstly thought. They were clouded in something different, something probably unknown even to her.
"Itachi… take…" the tone of her voice calming itself at painfully slow pace tortured him, he felt her hot breath all around his face.
Then… with a final sigh, she let all the air leave her lungs, whispering two words that sealed her faith. "Take me…"
First few moments he just stared at her. Coal pupils locked into the verdant ones. In a flick of a second he reached for the last amounts of restrain, only to find out – there weren't any. With all the blood settling somewhere else, his head was empty. He noticed her hips move as she pressed her hot center to the knee between her legs, although her features stayed as innocent as ever, curious eyes studied his tensed face.
Was she daring him? Or her body reacted instinctively. He responded with his thigh slowly sliding not an inch over her core. But it was enough to make her choke an unexpected whimper in her throat. That was it! He just reached the line.
Itachi hungrily claimed her lips. Capturing her in wanting kiss not able to resist her any longer. Leaning on one elbow he freed his fingers from hers and urgently slid down along her rib cage. Eagerly passed waist and settled between her legs where he parted the white yukata teasing her inner thigh. She immediately buckled her hips and a moan was muffled by his greedy tongue as he cupped her most intimate parts. He didn't intent to wait. If she wanted foreplay, she never should have aroused him so much. But from what he gathered after gently stroking her panties, foreplay wasn't necessary. She was all prepared and wet. Only for him.
"Itachi..." His name came through her throat shakily but the rest of the sentence was lost in the never ending kiss that devoured their minds.
With a single rip he destroyed the unnecessary piece of clothing. She gasped in surprise and her free hand lost itself among the stripes of his velvet hair – pulling and squeezing; as he brushed the tip of his finger over her virgin lips. Her legs were spreading wider. It was only natural to craved for more. Every pore on her skin lured him in, to taste her, to claim her.
He stretched his senses and eased the pressure of his mouth onto hers. Then even raised his head, only to hear her reaction when he dipped his middle finger slightly into her hot entrance. All simply because he wanted to let her cry out. He wanted to hear her lustful cries so much. So even she would realize how much she longed for him.
"Ohh, please… don't…"
Very satisfied with the tone of her husky voice but not particularly happy with what she was saying Itachi made a single circle with his finger and let it steep an inch deeper. Her muscles flexed immediately and her whole body tensed and arched, sending him inviting signals. Oh… she is going to be so tight, so damn tight!
"Ugh… stop… Don't stop!" As she finally managed to finish her sentence among all those moans his face turned from focused into an evil smirk.
He leaned down to her ear. "I will make you a woman, Sakura," he whispered and didn't even try to stop the feral groan while withdrawing his finger, which earned him desperate cry from Sakura.
"You will be mine!" Teasing her neck with feather kisses she nodded to everything he said. Whether she was thinking clearly, he did not know and couldn't care less at this point. Releasing his own length out of his already full pants, he nested himself comfortably between her legs.
She stiffened as something hard and warm pushed against her inner thigh. Just as a precaution he captured both her wrists and locked them above her head. There was no stepping back and he didn't want her to resist too much if she was to change her mind.
"Ugh?" Her eyes widened as the pressure of the top of his shaft slowly started to spread her soaked walls. She instinctively opened her legs for him and arched her spine under that new feeling. It was burning with urgency, pulsing as he slowly fought that narrow space, holding the last reasons together to prevent himself from thrusting all the way to her deepest center.
This time it was Itachi who was unable to bear the heat of her insides. "So hot…" Inch by inch he dived further into her core, expecting to feel that thin barrier any time.
"Ita-aah!" she shrieked and twitched right the moment an unexpected faint pain attacked her underbelly. Felt him stop for a second and then he continued again and finally plunged all his erection within.
So unbearably tight! He couldn't stop the though from echoing in his mind as he slowly started to move. It was rather a pleasant surprise that she didn't intend to resist, but he held the possessive grasp on her wrists nevertheless.
She has never experienced anything quite like this before. Strange at first but after he retreated from her and then filled her up again few more times, she started to apprehend that this was the most natural thing that could happen. Something inside her was heating up and despite the slight burning pain, the new pleasure seemed to take a hold of her flesh and mind. His slow pace evoked a teasing tickling sensation between her legs. She wanted more. Forcing all the thoughts about what was actually going on away from her head Sakura let her body be devoured by Itachi's dominance and by every passing minute she lost herself to the incredibly intensive effect that his bare flesh had on her insides.
He wanted to see her, see all of her. Letting her hands go, he leaned on his left palm while the right arm was already busy with the strip of ivory cloth around her waist. He loosened it as much as he could in that position and pulled both sides of her white yukata apart and down from her shoulders, unbuttoned the black cloak tightly groping around her neck and freed almost whole upper part of her body. For a moment he lost himself in that astonishing view, her creamy skin with those two little pink buds standing hard in the moon light. Then a buckle of her hips and rather noticeable moan brought him back, and he thrusted with a new wave of arousal throbbing in his cock.
She heard him pant heavily to her ear when he lied down and put almost all his weight on her chest. His fingers slipped under the back of her shoulders and hooked around them. She gasped with surprise when she realized that this way he could plunge her with even more intensity than before. Every time he slid deep inside, he used his hands to pull her core ever tighter to the head of his shaft.
And Sakura could feel it, clearly as a day, it was actually the only thing she was able to apprehend at that moment. As his length stroke a spot inside her that sent shivers and sparkles all over her stomach. Muscles, she didn't even know about, started clenching under the almost obsessive grip he held on her.
"Mine!" Violent growl fell off his lips and he picked up the pace. Sakura bit on her lower lip and prevented a set of lustful cries escaping her throat. It seemed that he noticed because his teeth sank cruelly to the silk skin on her neck.
The words were murmured into her flesh. "Don't hold it in." His tone was hoarse and cracked, something she had never heard coming from his mouth before, but it wasn't the reason of a desperate shriek dragging from her lungs. Sakura felt the agony of Itachi's bite mark striking across her whole body at the same time when an explosion occurred somewhere between her legs. Both pleasure and pain collided in a ruthless sensation. She remotely heard his voice squeezing her name between his lips as he wasn't able to contain his own orgasm in the tight space of those contracting inner walls. A warm substance filled her lower belly…
After a few seconds of emptiness, she managed to come back to her senses. Bitterly realizing that she not only let Itachi have her first kiss, but willingly submitted to him and granted him her very first intimate experience. Serving him her whole body along with the precious virginity on a silver platter.
"W-why?" she whispered helplessly shaking when he buried his nose among her hair and inhaled her essence.
"Because you asked me to," he purred the answer and a few soft kisses landed on the imprint of his jaw shining and pulsing on her neck.
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